I want a good heart.
I want it to be made of good stuff.
I want the stained glass window builder
to be my drinking buddy.
I want to drink only the punch
of a million genderqueer school kids
taking free martial arts lessons to survive recess.
I stopped calling myself a pacifist
when I heard Gandhi told women
they should not physically fight off their rapists.
I believe there is such a thing as a non-violent fist.
I believe the earth is a woman muzzled, beaten,
tied to the coal slinging tracks.
I believe the muzzled have every right to
rip off the bible belt
and take it to patriarchy's ass.
I know these words are gonna get me in trouble.
It is never polite to throw back the tear gas.
Just like it's never polite to bring enough life rafts...
they crowd the balconies
where the wealthy shine their jewels,
But sometimes love---sometimes REAL love... is fucking rude.
-Andrea Gibson